He/Him 🌹30 🌲PNW 🔥 Biker, hiker, lover, fighter.
She/Her
Women's rights are human rights
Fuck Fascism
Slava Ukraini
Antitheist
No human is illegal
Not a sheep
4/20
Good trouble
Safe place
Keegi nohik, kes jälgib kõiki eestlasi siin saidil.
Names: Mother/Radiance
Resident muscle dog 💚😤 04-02
Any pronouns, but She/it/pup/pups preferred
I'm like 30 dude
Happily owned by my sole mate 👀
Bigender or whatever, I'm a hot boywife girl dog thing
trans dipshit with a camera
they/them
Who farted?
horror, illustration, leftism
ænne ofer yðe
Hi, I'm Mira. She/her, trans lefty.
She/her, settler. Writer @washingtonpost @Eater @GlobeandMail. Represented by Aevitas Creative Management.
chefdeborahreid.com/today
I just want to garden and cook and hang with pals. Please be chill. She/Her
simple urban beer mom • ✶✶✶✶ • 👨👩👧👧 🚲 🏢 🌇 🚍 💻 🎶 🌳 🌊 🍃 • she/her • also
@youngcrone.net
Married, SF fan, cat lover, canine compatible, serial crafter.
If you've newly followed me, and already are following more than 2k accounts? Nothing personal, but you're blocked.
New followers: your posts = CV. Nothing there? Bye!
She/her. Kid herder, cat herder, crafting supplies collector. Sometimes I even make things!
Currently going back to college for radiography.
Words are not necessarily the thoughts, beliefs, or even knowledge of the people writing or speaking them. Words don't have meanings—but they may have jobs. Keep that straight and this place will make so much more sense.
Japan/World/Food/Migration historian. Nerd, geek, comics. Blogger. Rootless Cosmopolitan. Still masking. Views expressed are mine alone (RTs are someone else's). Cis he/him/his.
Same handle on
Spore.Social.
There are no good-faith anti-trans arguments.
[18+] 30 M He/Him, I doodle weird shit sometimes, Mostly fat, some preg, not much else.
Anarchist and Polytheist/Pagan
No minors, Anti: pedos, zoos, antitheists, fascists.
#Fatfurs #Dragons #Dinos Very
#AntiAI
Your old pal, Catbus from Online
shitposts, shoegaze, cinema
ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ˢᵗᵘᶠᶠ
🌶️Lao Gan Ma Army🌶️
All pookleblinky know is play music, lift weight, eat hot chip, write unsettling threads. You are now aware of the taste of your own mouth. Gendered in the way a peat bog is.
Trumpet, saxophone, guitar, banjo, and squats
